When Xianfeng heard that the Han army was sending troops to fight the north, he felt a tiger rushing towards him. He felt the feeling of fear for the first time. He felt real fear and anxiety lingered in his chest. He was worried all day long that he could not eat well and sleep. When he saw the minister, he questioned the war on the front line.

Prince Gong Yi looked at Xianfeng's nervous look sarcastically. If the throne had been passed to him, how could the Qing Dynasty become like this?

"Report to the Emperor, Nanyang Prefect Gu Jiaheng surrendered, and the whole territory has fallen to the hands of short-haired. Shandong Governor Zhang Liangji came to report that there are many short-haired people entering the country, and ask for support." Yi? is increasingly fond of reporting the frontline battle situation in front of Xianfeng, and admires his completely Sri expression. It is best to piss him to death, so that he may inherit the throne.

Anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and Xianfeng cursed: "Gu Jiaheng! A bastard, I treat him well, why should I surrender! I sent an order to kill the entire Nanyang Prefecture, no one of them is allowed to be let go!"

Yi? He thought to himself that Gu Jiaheng is also a capable official. Unfortunately, when he was the late emperor, he submitted a memorial to impeach the current emperor. He shook his head slightly and replied: "Emperor, this Nanyang Prefect is a native of Suzhou, Jiangsu, so he surrendered to the thief without fear."

Xianfeng clenched his fists, and had nowhere to vent his anger. He complained: "Since the pseudo-Han Li Yunzhong became emperor, the number of surrendered officials has increased. These Han people are indeed unreliable..."

Seeing Xianfeng's speech, Sushun hurriedly remedy: "The emperor calmed down, only a few surrendered, and many people fought fiercely with Shorthair, but the shorthair soldiers were powerful. Please mobilize Mongolian cavalry to go south and annihilate Shorthair to the north of the Yellow River. In this way, the world can be settled, and those officials who change their ruthlessness will see the situation clearly."

Yi? He didn't think much about it, and felt that Su Shun was right, so he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Su said so much. I am willing to go to Mongolia to summon the kings to send troops to help the king."

Xianfeng was clever and remembered the rumors that Guan Yi was unwilling to be a minister. He refused to say, "I heard that you are seriously ill, so I won't bother you for your job this time. You can go home to recuperate with peace of mind, and you don't have to come over to the Military Affairs Office in the future."

Yi? He was secretly angry and replied: "I obey the order!"

Looking back, I saw Sushun and others' smug smiles. Yi? Glazed them fiercely, and I have time to deal with you!

Xianfeng asked the remaining military ministers: "What are your good plans? Come on, as long as it helps the frontline war, I will be rewarded!"

Ruihua stepped forward and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the empress dowager has long known that the front line army is full of energy. Military officers cherish their lives and their families are willing to die. Especially the soldiers who fought bravely are disabled due to injuries and the country does not pay any salary and has no support. Therefore, the soldiers are unwilling to serve on the battlefield. Even the Eight Banners soldiers have fled repeatedly. This is human nature."

Sushun nodded repeatedly and echoed: "I have also heard that the reason why the pseudo-Han soldiers are brave and good at fighting is because they let the injured soldiers return to their hometowns and grant them official positions. I, the Qing Dynasty, might as well follow the example."

Xianfeng became interested. He thought Ruihua’s words were very reasonable. The Qing Dynasty did not do well in this regard. He asked Ruihua: “Your dear friends have good plans. Learning from the fake Han Dynasty will harm the decency of the Qing Dynasty.”

This staff member was a little useful, Ruihua replied excitedly: "I have long thought about this matter. If the Qing Dynasty granted the injured soldiers on the battlefield as usual, the soldiers would have no scruples and strive to kill the enemy."

Xianfeng knew very well about the bad habits in the officialdom and asked back: "This plan is good, but every time he fights, there are injured people, which are not easy to count and verify. If this method is implemented, there will definitely be generals who will be embezzled. How should they be prevented?"

Ruihua replied confidently: "I have discussed with the Ministry of War that the regulations can be formulated according to the common situation in the army and form conventions, so that we can prevent false enthronement."

Xianfeng said excitedly: "Let's go, Prince Zheng and all the ministers draft the regulations as soon as possible and implement them as soon as possible."

Ruihua and Mu Yin caught up with Sushun.

Looking back at the Yangxin Palace, Mu Yin whispered: "This emperor has been hanging with several empresses all day long. Why is there no movement yet? Instead, the emperor's body is getting weaker? If that happens, wouldn't Prince Gong succeed? We will suffer."

Sushun remembered the look of Prince Gong's eyes when he left, and was still scared: "You must not let Yi? Go back to the Military Affairs Office, this kid hates us so much. One day he has the power, and it is hard for us to die."

Ruihua said: "What should I do? In the past few months, the emperor has favored several concubines and ignored state affairs. For this reason, we have suppressed many comments of advice, which has made the Empress dissatisfied. Should we offer some elixirs to the Emperor?"

Su Shun looked around cautiously and scolded this brainless brother: "You don't want to live anymore. Since the former Emperor Ming took the elixir, was obsessed with immortality, and ignored state affairs, our dynasty has long established a ancestral system. You are seeking death!"

Ruihua muttered, "I'm just saying that the lives of hundreds of people in our family are on the emperor."

Su Shun thought about it and ordered the two of them: "In the future, continue to slander Prince Gong. As for Prince Yi in the palace, let's not worry about it. The emperor favored her and might have a son and half of his daughter."

Mu Yin was worried: "This is too ambitious for Concubine Yi, and she has opinions about them. She praises Prince Gong in front of the emperor all day long and slanders us a few. If she is asked to give birth to a prince, wouldn't it be even more rampant!"

Su Shun curled her lips: "What are you afraid of? No matter how ambitious she is, she is just a woman. If that doesn't she want to learn from Wu Zetian! How could our Qing royal family let her do whatever she wants?"

Thinking of the Aisin Gioro family, Mu Yin and Ruihua nodded to each other.

Su Shun and his friends left the palace gate and went to Prince Yi Zaiyuan's house together.

Su Shun smiled bitterly and said, "What does Prince Yi mean? I don't think he looks like he is seriously ill. What do he want to do when he stays at home all day?"

It turned out that two months ago, Prince Yi Zaiyuan heard about the defeat of the Hunan Army and the Northern Expedition of the Han Army, so he stayed at home on the grounds of seeing a doctor. Not only did he not meet the people in the court, but he didn't even go to the Military Affairs Office.

Ruihua said the news he heard: "There are all the industries in Prince Yi in Hebei. He has been busy doing business these days. I heard that he sent people to the Northeast to buy industries."

Sushun was amused and asked, "You mean that Prince Yi has already planned to escape outside the pass, but he is smart. The Han army will not fight to Hebei in another year. Will he not be afraid of the emperor's blame when he transfers his property in advance?"
Chapter completed!